"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

The stall owner said.

At the same time, as he spoke, he put his brother kiln pen wash back in its place.

It seems that he doesn't plan to talk to Zhang Yi anymore.

But.

Hear the price.

Zhang Yi was relieved.

It seems that this stall owner really doesn't know the authenticity of Ge Yao's pen washing, otherwise, even if it is in the ghost market, even if it is unknown, its price will not be less than one million.

There will always be people who will be willing to pay and take risks.

The stall owner quoted 150,000 yuan.

That can only show that he doesn't know the new and old of this brother kiln, and he can't wash the generations of this brother kiln pen.

Then.

Zhang Yi deliberately reached over again, washed the pen of the brother's kiln, and picked it up.

A simple action.

The stall owner glanced at Zhang Yi.

Secretly said in my heart.

"It seems that this young man wants to pick up a hole leak from the kiln!"

"As long as he wants, he must bite the price of 150,000 yuan, no matter how little, I'm afraid he will be suspicious!"

He even felt that the 150,000 was too little.

The higher the price, the easier it may be to close the deal.

In the antiques industry, you get what you pay for, which is not all practical, but it also has a certain role.

And Zhang Yi is there.

After looking at it for a while, put it down.

Then, I picked it up again and looked at it carefully.

Some people can't put it down, but they can't make up their minds.

"Don't look at it, the real brother kiln, and I won't tell you nonsense, this is a fine product of the Ming Dynasty imitation Song and Yuan brother kilns. If you can't afford it, put it down! ”

The stall owner said.

"I bought it!"

At this juncture, Zhang Yi followed the stall owner's meaning and gritted his teeth and said a word.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and smiled with a big tooth.

He said.

"Young man, you're so bold, you've picked up a big leak!"

Zhang Yi said secretly in his heart.

"Of course, the Yuan Dynasty's brother kiln fine pen wash, isn't it a big leak?"

On the surface.

Zhang Yi naturally still has to collapse.

Scratching the back of his head, he said with some concern.

"It's just a bit expensive!"

"Oh, lad, what's expensive? Brother kiln! ”

"Okay, I don't have that much cash, let's transfer it!"

"Gotcha!"

The stall owner immediately took out his mobile phone.

Once the transfer is complete.

Zhang Yi cautiously put up the kiln pen wash.

Wait a little further away from this stall.

Zhang Yi's face dared to show an excited expression.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Ghost City Night Market.

It's a great place!

I don't know Uncle Chen, how will he feel when he sees this high-quality product washed by the Yuan Dynasty brother kiln and compares his broken porcelain pieces?

Zhang Yi imagined Uncle Chen's surprised expression.

I almost laughed out loud.

Just about.

At this time, Zhang Yi's mobile phone rang suddenly.

When he took out his mobile phone, he found that the call was actually from Uncle Chen.

"Xiao Yi, I'm ready."

"It's very efficient!"

"That's it! Where is the connector? ”

"Joints? It's like a spy. It's a little remote, preferably a place where there is no one! ”

"It's not...... Xiao Yi, what are you doing in such a remote area, what if we can't hold back and get beaten? Your Uncle Chen, I have a lot of things to do in my antique shop, I'm hospitalized, and you run it yourself? ”

Uncle Chen asked jokingly.

Actually, he was a little scared.

"Uncle Chen, if you can hold it, I have a sense of proportion."

Zhang Yi comforted.

"That's okay, if you really get beaten, you will reimburse the medical expenses!"

Hearing Uncle Chen's words, Zhang Yi almost laughed.

"Don't worry, not only the medical expenses, but also the mental loss will be reimbursed with me!"

"It's decided!"

"After you pass, send me the location, remember, it must be very remote!"

"Got it!"

After speaking.

Uncle Chen hung up the phone.

The phone was put back in his pocket, and Uncle Chen took a deep breath and rubbed his face.

"Xiao Yi, which tendon is wrong, right?"

But.

Zhang Yi also said that it was for his father's business.

"Forget it, get out!"

Say a word to yourself.

Uncle Chen took his things and walked to the more remote street in the distance.

About a few minutes later.

Over there in the parking lot.

Mo Jiang on the black off-road vehicle, the mobile phone rang.

He answered the phone.

The other party said.

"Sir, Zhang Yihe went to a very remote street, there are no stalls there at all, definitely not to go to the stalls, very suspicious!"

Mo Jiang in the car, as soon as he heard this, immediately sat up straight.

His eyes froze.

"Suspicious of something, hurry up and bring someone over!"

"Improvisation, don't you understand?"

Mo Jiang yelled at the phone.

"Good...... Okay, sir, I'll go over and arrange it right away! ”

"What street did he go to?"

"In front of Shiqing Street, there is a small street, no name. I saw that there was a street number plate near there, and it said No. 17, 7th Street, Shiqing Avenue. ”

"That man has something in his hand and is waiting for Zhang Yi!"

The person on the other end of the phone replied.

"Hurry up and grab something! Got it? ”

"Understood!"

Mo Jiang hung up the phone and sighed.

"It's all rubbish!"

"No brains!"

At this time.

The other side.

Zhang Yi looked at the positioning on his phone.

I also walked towards the remote street over there.

The place that Uncle Chen was looking for was already far away from the ancient street night market here, and after passing from Shiqing Street, he walked into the alley, where there were no street lights at all.

It was cloudy and there was no moonlight.

In the alley.

It was gloomy, and the night wind wiped his neck from time to time.

It gives goosebumps to the table.

into the alley.

Zhang Yi turned on the small flashlight he was carrying.

Follow the road and keep going.

There was a slight movement behind him, and it seemed that the person who was following him had reappeared.

In the alley, turn left and right a few minutes later.

Zhang Yi saw that there was a flashlight light in front of him.

You don't have to ask.

That must be Uncle Chen.

Zhang Yi immediately quickened his pace.

The person following behind also quickened his pace.

Wait until it passes.

Zhang Yi saw it.

Uncle Chen was carrying a black box, the black tape was very tightly sealed, quite like the thing, this was actually the prop that Zhang Yi asked Uncle Chen to prepare.

Uncle Chen spoke first, he said.

"Xiao Yi, this thing is very important, you must take it away!"

As he spoke, the thing had been handed to Zhang Yi.

Uncle Chen has already started to enter the play.

"Uncle Chen! With a little quiet, I finally got rid of the people who were following us. ”

After speaking, Zhang Yi turned back and shone the flashlight around, and he asked again.

"Everything, here?"

"It's all there! It's a lot! ”

"I'll take a look."

Zhang Yi said.

Then, Zhang Yi took the box and carefully opened a crack.

Flashlight, glance at it.

"I have to thank you for my dad, Uncle Chen!"

"You're welcome, they're all old friends!"

"Let's go, this place is not safe!"

Zhang Yi said.

His voice was a little louder, just to be heard.

And Uncle Chen really wanted to leave immediately, this dark place, so he really turned his head and prepared to leave.